Illustrator and manga artist Okama also did a manga version of Alice in Wonderland in I particularly love the image of the Red Queen scowling at Alice, who has rabbit ears on. While the illustrator is unfortunately anonymous, this text was the second version of Alice translated into Hindi.
The illustrations are crisp and detailed, giving a lot of flair to the story. While most know the Czech director for his stop motion animation version of Alice, he also illustrated book versions of Alice and Through the Looking-Glass. The illustrations are ornate and have a look of puppets. Originally, the illustrations were only in a Japanese version of the book, but an English version came out in Accept all cookies on this site. Share Tweet Pin Email Print. Alice finding a little door Illustration of Alice looking behind the curtain and finding a little door, from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by John Tenniel.
Alice swimming in the pool of tears Illustration of Alice swimming in the pool of tears, from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by John Tenniel. Alice and Mouse swimming in the pool of tears Illustration of Alice and the Mouse swimming in the pool of tears, from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by John Tenniel.
Mouse telling its tale to Alice and creatures Illustration of Alice with the strange looking party of animals, from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by John Tenniel. Card-gardeners painting roses Illustration of playing cards painting the roses red, from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by John Tenniel. Find out more about how these illustrations aptly capture the surreal yet curiously logical and mathematical realm of Alices wonderland.
The book was published in multiple languages including English consists of 92 pages and is available in Hardcover format. A beautiful restoration of Steadmans edition.
This book is available for free download in a number of formats - including epub pdf azw mobi and more. This book written by Lewis Carroll and published by The Floating Press which was released on 01 January with total pages For both our oars with little skill By little arms are plied While little hands make vain pretence. Alices Adventures in Wonderland has many editions. Source: in. Stop this moment, I tell you!
After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the distance, and she hastily dried her eyes to see what was coming. How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. Let me see: four times five is twelve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is—oh dear!
I shall never get to twenty at that rate! I must have been changed for Mabel! I am so very tired of being all alone here! As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another moment, splash! Alice had been to the seaside once in her life, and had come to the general conclusion, that wherever you go to on the English coast you find a number of bathing machines in the sea, some children digging in the sand with wooden spades, then a row of lodging houses, and behind them a railway station.
However, she soon made out that she was in the pool of tears which she had wept when she was nine feet high. That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day. Just then she heard something splashing about in the pool a little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what it was: at first she thought it must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then she remembered how small she was now, and she soon made out that it was only a mouse that had slipped in like herself.
I am very tired of swimming about here, O Mouse! The Mouse gave a sudden leap out of the water, and seemed to quiver all over with fright. Our family always hated cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, with oh, such long curly brown hair! He says it kills all the rats and—oh dear!
It was high time to go, for the pool was getting quite crowded with the birds and animals that had fallen into it: there were a Duck and a Dodo, a Lory and an Eaglet, and several other curious creatures. Alice led the way, and the whole party swam to the shore. They were indeed a queer-looking party that assembled on the bank—the birds with draggled feathers, the animals with their fur clinging close to them, and all dripping wet, cross, and uncomfortable.
The first question of course was, how to get dry again: they had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes it seemed quite natural to Alice to find herself talking familiarly with them, as if she had known them all her life. Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon.
This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please! The question is, what did the archbishop find? This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it sat for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him , while the rest waited in silence. Alice had no idea what to do, and in despair she put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out a box of comfits, luckily the salt water had not got into it , and handed them round as prizes.
There was exactly one a-piece, all round. Alice thought the whole thing very absurd, but they all looked so grave that she did not dare to laugh; and, as she could not think of anything to say, she simply bowed, and took the thimble, looking as solemn as she could. The next thing was to eat the comfits: this caused some noise and confusion, as the large birds complained that they could not taste theirs, and the small ones choked and had to be patted on the back.
However, it was over at last, and they sat down again in a ring, and begged the Mouse to tell them something more. Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper! And oh, I wish you could see her after the birds! This speech caused a remarkable sensation among the party. Oh, my dear Dinah! I wonder if I shall ever see you any more!
In a little while, however, she again heard a little pattering of footsteps in the distance, and she looked up eagerly, half hoping that the Mouse had changed his mind, and was coming back to finish his story. The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers!
Where can I have dropped them, I wonder? Run home this moment, and fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan! Quick, now! She went in without knocking, and hurried upstairs, in great fear lest she should meet the real Mary Ann, and be turned out of the house before she had found the fan and gloves. Come here directly, and get ready for your walk! By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room with a table in the window, and on it as she had hoped a fan and two or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves: she took up the fan and a pair of the gloves, and was just going to leave the room, when her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking-glass.
It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected: before she had drunk half the bottle, she found her head pressing against the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her neck from being broken. She went on growing, and growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the floor: in another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the other arm curled round her head.
What will become of me? Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full effect, and she grew no larger: still it was very uncomfortable, and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of her ever getting out of the room again, no wonder she felt unhappy. I do wonder what can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one!
There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen. Mary Ann! Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no reason to be afraid of it.
She did not get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall, and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something of the sort.
Where are you? Digging for apples, yer honour! Come and help me out of this! This time there were two little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass. As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they could! Heads below! You do it! What happened to you? Tell us all about it! Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head.
So she swallowed one of the cakes, and was delighted to find that she began shrinking directly. As soon as she was small enough to get through the door, she ran out of the house, and found quite a crowd of little animals and birds waiting outside. The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, being held up by two guinea-pigs, who were giving it something out of a bottle.
They all made a rush at Alice the moment she appeared; but she ran off as hard as she could, and soon found herself safe in a thick wood. I think that will be the best plan. It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very neatly and simply arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the smallest idea how to set about it; and while she was peering about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp bark just over her head made her look up in a great hurry.
An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her. Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of delight, and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Alice dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself from being run over; and the moment she appeared on the other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, thinking it was very like having a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the thistle again; then the puppy began a series of short charges at the stick, running a very little way forwards each time and a long way back, and barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat down a good way off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, and its great eyes half shut.
Let me see—how is it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat or drink something or other; but the great question is, what? The great question certainly was, what?
Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances.
There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it. She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.
The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice. This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversation. Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice could not think of any good reason, and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very unpleasant state of mind, she turned away. Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing else to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing.
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff? Alice said nothing: she had never been so much contradicted in her life before, and she felt that she was losing her temper. This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again. In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself.
The other side of what? Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the mushroom for a minute, trying to make out which were the two sides of it; and as it was perfectly round, she found this a very difficult question.
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